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The Child by Dorothy Marie Koveal
A child, whose blue eyes burned with the fire of life, clung to her mother's breast; she knew not fear....
Death of a Rose by Dorothy Marie Koveal
As I stroll down the damp, gray walk, my nose towards the ground, I turn my face to the sky and smile....
Cardinal Plumage by Dorothy Marie Koveal
Beneath the cherry blossom tree fresh petals fall from wind to me like droplets in a sweet spring rain...
Crimson to Jade by Dorothy Marie Koveal
Once virgin lips, now violated by a once trusted snake. Boring through my mind feeling the shock of...
Ruin and Birth by Matthew Patterson
I am contradiction. I hold death and life in my hands. I am Shiva, the destroyer, and Brahma, the creator....
Unavoidable by Chie Theresa Fujioka
unavoidable fluid crystal on the stones wash away the broken bones cold steel on the ground clatters...
The True Dream by Chie Theresa Fujioka
often when Sleep resides in the hidden corridors of my mind I see v i s i o n s those of horror beauty...
eisoptrophobia by Chie Theresa Fujioka
There i stand and gaze ahead I stare into the mirror But the face once known is gone Though it be in...
My Thoughts by Chie Theresa Fujioka
Isaiah 55:6-13; Psalm 1:2-3, 92:12, 93:5 My thoughts are not your thoughts Nor is your way always my...
A Southern Fall by Chie Theresa Fujioka
I love nature her game of hiding: the essence of people culture lay captured in the foliage I have known...
Kiss of Death by Chie Theresa Fujioka
I dwell waiting in your heart you, I from society part the frosty chill invading your spine warning...
lullaby of love by Chie Theresa Fujioka
(a poem... No more no more. How true it became. Yet my heart for you is still the same.) good night...
The Chamber by Chie Theresa Fujioka
by Chie Theresa Fujioka Down quiet halls of murky stillness silently echoes the ancient thunder richly...
From Whence They Came by Keri
the sky, dark and foreboding full of menacing clouds like thoughts the storm creeps forth like that...
rain or shine by Glanza
i run my fingers through her hair and it gives it a different texture. this way, she can't sleep at...
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